The Truth Can Be Very Sharp. But

Some Kinds Of Beauty Did Not Heal, But Hollowed The Pain Even Deeper.

Maybe Right And Wrong Did Not Move, But Understanding Of Them Did. The Wrenching Pain Of Walking The Same Path, Even For A Short Space, Tore Away The Willingness To Judge.

What Do I Believe? It Has Been A Long Journey Of Discovery. There Have Been Hesitations And Errors Along The Way, And No Doubt Will Be More, Because I Am Still Learning, Both About Myself And About Life.

I Am Now Working On The Second Wwi Story And Find The Challenge Marvelous.

The Men Who Cannot Laugh At Themselves Frighten Me Even More Than Those Who Laugh At Everything.